Psalms 27

1 The psalm of David before he was anointed. The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear? The Lord is the protector of my life: of whom shall I be afraid?

David’s. Yahweh, is my light and my salvation, Of whom shall I be afraid? Yahweh, is the refuge of my life, Of whom shall I be in dread?

2 Whilst the wicked draw near against me, to eat my flesh. My enemies that trouble me, have themselves been weakened, and have fallen.

When there drew near against me evil-doers to devour my flesh, mine adversaries, and mine enemies—mine!—they, stumbled and fell!

3 If armies in camp should stand together against me, my heart shall not fear. If a battle should rise up against me, in this will I be confident.

Though there pitch against me—a camp, my heart shall not fear, —Though there come up against me—a battle, still, am I confident.

4 One thing I have asked of the Lord, this will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life. That I may see the delight of the Lord, and may visit his temple.

One thing, have I asked of Yahweh, That, will I seek to secure, —That I may dwell in the house of Yahweh, all the days of my life, To view the delightfulness of Yahweh, And to contemplate in his temple.

5 For he hath hidden me in his tabernacle; in the day of evils, he hath protected me in the secret place of his tabernacle.

For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, —He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.

6 He hath exalted me upon a rock: and now he hath lifted up my head above my enemies. I have gone round, and have offered up in his tabernacle a sacrifice of jubilation: I will sing, and recite a psalm to the Lord.

Now, therefore, shall my head be raised high above my foes round about me, and I will sacrifice in his tent the sacrifices of triumphant joy, I will sing and touch the strings, to Yahweh.

7 Hear, O Lord, my voice, with which I have cried to thee: have mercy on me and hear me.

Hear, O Yahweh, With my voice, do I cry, Oh then show me favour and answer me.

8 My heart hath said to thee: My face hath sought thee: thy face, O Lord, will I still seek.

To thee, said my heart—[When thou saidst] Seek ye my face—Thy face, O Yahweh, will I seek!

9 Turn not away thy face from me; decline not in thy wrath from thy servant. Be thou my helper, forsake me not; do not thou despise me, O God my Saviour.

Do not hide thy face from me, Do not repulse, in thine anger, thine own servant, —My help, thou hast been, Do not send me away nor forsake me, O my saving God!

10 For my father and my mother have left me: but the Lord hath taken me up.

When, my own father and mother, had forsaken me, Then, Yahweh, took me up!

11 Set me, O Lord, a law in thy way, and guide me in the right path, because of my enemies.

Point out to me, O Yahweh, thy way, —And guide me in a level path, because of mine adversaries.

12 Deliver me not over to the will of them that trouble me; for unjust witnesses have risen up against me; and iniquity hath lied to itself.

Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.

13 I believe to see the good things of the Lord in the land of the living.

I believe that I shall see—The goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living,

14 Expect the Lord, do manfully, and let thy heart take courage, and wait thou for the Lord.

Wait thou for Yahweh, —Be strong, and let thy heart be bold, Wait, then, for Yahweh!